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At the entrance of a Starbucks not far from the police station, Locke took the iced Americano handed over by Black Sauce Egg and was a little speechless. He didn’t know what this guy wanted to talk to him about so early in the morning, and he had to meet him to talk.

He stretched his body. He chose the wrong car. This Land Rover Defender was not comfortable to drive at all, far inferior to his F150 Raptor.

After being pressed all night last night, he felt that the seat of this car was more and more uncomfortable. I should have driven the 59-model Cadillac El Dorado earlier.

59-model Cadillac El Dorado

Inspector Hunter sat in the co-pilot seat, looked at Locke sideways and said, “Are you sure you are going to work at the police station, not to the Hollywood studio? You can play James Bond directly with this outfit!”

“…”

Locke shrugged. It’s not his fault that he is handsome. He can’t do anything about it!

As for this outfit, the clothes in his cloakroom at Greenberg Manor were all bought by Daisy Greenberg. They were all ready-made clothes from the five major luxury menswear brands. His outfit today was already very low-key.

He chose Ermenegildo Zegna, a light gray cashmere casual suit with khaki casual pants and a pair of brown Oxford shoes.

Zegna light gray-brown cashmere casual suit

He also chose a relatively cheap Jaeger-LeCoultre Master series watch, which he thought was very low-key!

Inspector Hunter did not understand Locke’s thoughts at first and did not understand why he wanted to be a detective, but the Floyd Ross Manor incident did make him have some guesses.

He took a sip of coffee and smiled, “Congratulations, you solved a case that has attracted national attention…”

Locke was a little confused as to why Black-Boiled Egg came to him so early in the morning. “I was just lucky. I caught the murderer by accident…”

Detective Hunter smiled and said, “Your luck is too good. I heard that you found Sanjis Camilo’s body when you were peeing in Santa Monica the day before yesterday…”

Locke’s eyes flashed, and he guessed that Black-Boiled Egg’s purpose in looking for him was actually for Floyd Ross.

He took the opportunity to ask, “According to the forensic doctor, Sanjis Camilo died not long ago…”

The body of Sanjis Camilo has been handed over to the FBI, and the case of Belis and Camilo’s family is also handled by the FBI.

However, it was not Black-Boiled Egg.

The day before yesterday in Santa Monica, the person who handed over to Locke and the others was another FBI detective.

His name was Pasque Lyon. Tony Gerard seemed to be very familiar with him. Locke didn’t say much during the whole process.

Inspector Hunter’s expression froze, and he nodded, “The time of death was less than an hour. Pask agreed with Tony Gerard’s speculation. It should be that your presence in Santa Monica alerted the enemy, so the other party killed and dumped the body directly. The autopsy found that Sanjis Camilo was given a truth serum before his death…”

Locke showed a curious look, “Why did the killer give him a truth serum?”

Inspector Hunter rolled his eyes, and then stared at Locke, as if to say, “Do you think this is interesting?”

He asked back, “Santa Monica is GB’s lair. Why do you think they used a truth serum on Sanjis Camilo? Killing him will make money, why bother?”

Fuck, he shouldn’t have asked this question.

He already knew from the “doctor” that GB was hiding behind the GB racing gang. His previous speculation was correct, it was the killer organization.

Locke really didn’t want to play the brain game with Hei Lu Dan anymore, but now he had to continue playing.

He said unhappily, “Then you should go ask Mayra Garcia!”

Detective Hunter smiled, “Mayra Garcia should be a fake name…”

His face turned cold, “They crossed the line and thought about things they shouldn’t think about…”

Locke had a blank expression, but his heart was full of ups and downs. It seemed that the frame-up was successful.

He asked directly, “What on earth did you come to me for so early in the morning?”

Detective Hunter saw that Locke had changed the subject, and shrugged helplessly, “I have three things to ask you…”

Locke raised his eyebrows, “You say…”

Detective Hunter said meaningfully, “The first thing is about Jack Spalding. I will go to the detective station to ask you a routine question. After all, you solved the case in Gaviotas State Forest Park, and Jack Spalding was the only survivor under your gun…”

Locke glanced at Hei Lu Dan coldly, knowing his meaningful look.

Damn, he shouldn’t have been so wild that day, but a mobile phone signal doesn’t mean anything. He just wanted to try whether Hei Lu Dan would threaten him with this matter.

He asked, “What about the second one?”

Inspector Hunter said”We are ready to finish the Guzman Group’s base in the near future. I will ask for your assistance. After all, you are still an FBI consultant…”

Locke’s eyes flashed. Because of his previous series of brave and brilliant achievements, his strength is no longer a secret in the circle.

However, this large-scale offensive battle is very complicated and anything can happen. This guy invited him again and again. Is he really just borrowing his strength?

Locke asked directly: “What about the third thing?”

Detective Hunter hesitated for a moment and said: “I want to know about your undercover situation this time. If there is no guess, your undercover this time should be related to Floyd Roy, right?”

Locke understood that this was the main purpose of Hei Lu Dan looking for him.

He did not deliberately play it safe and said directly: “This operation has been gagged, but we are friends. In fact, I don’t know much. The purpose of the operation is to remove Alice Ross of Floyd Ross and get evidence of Floyd Ross’s drug trafficking. I contacted Alice Ross. Floyd Ross’s manor was attacked, and Floyd Ross and his daughter died. The operation was urgently stopped the next day…”

Inspector Hunter stared at Locke with burning eyes and frowned: “I thought we were friends!”

Obviously, this was not what he wanted to hear.

Locke’s face sank, “What do you want to know? This matter is very complicated. Many people avoid it and wish they had never participated in it. Why do you want to get involved? Have you forgotten what happened last time?”

Inspector Hunter stared at Locke for a while. He was good at analyzing micro-expressions and could only see sincerity. Locke actually treated him as a friend!

His heart warmed up, and he pointed upwards, saying frankly, “This time it was an order from above. Floyd Ross has been trafficking drugs for more than 20 years, and his assets are at least 2 billion, but his apparent wealth is only 600 million. He has hidden a large amount of wealth. The bigwigs in the Department of Justice have set their sights on this money. Not only us, but also the DEA and ATF (Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives) are tracking it down…” He added, “If you can provide effective clues, you will definitely get the benefits!” FBI, DEA, and ATF are the three major law enforcement agencies under the Department of Justice. They have already regarded the property left by Floyd Ross as their own.